Yu Xia looked at the gossip mirror in her hand and shook her head helplessly, if what the coffin spirit said was true, and the little woman who was mutilated by her in-laws was afraid and asked the "master" for the gossip mirror to ward off evil spirits, then she was really deceived.

The gossip mirrors that have the effect of warding off evil spirits are all convex. The concave surface is more suitable for gas gathering.

This mirror was buried with a bloody corpse in the wilderness, and instead of gathering wealth, it gathered a lot of unclean things, and then it became an evil thing.

It's no wonder that the coffin spirit was able to cultivate in such a short period of time.

According to her, she is only about the same age as Ma San, and she has developed wisdom and Taoism in the past few decades, but the element of luck is greater.

"Mr. Ma, please bring me that big stone."

Yu Xia squatted on the ground and put the gossip mirror on a stone, and pointed to a stone with sharp corners not far away, Ma San understood what Yu Xia meant, and took it according to his words.

Yu Xia took the stone, rushed down with the sharp side, raised his hand and smashed it at the bronze mirror.

She was originally a girl and didn't have a lot of strength, but after all, she was a cultivator, and the stone in her hand seemed to have turned into a sharp weapon under the vitality, leaving a huge dent in the mirror.

The bronze mirror is not something that can be easily destroyed, but the reason why this gossip mirror can be transformed into a coffin plate spirit weapon is because of its mirror.

As long as the mirror is destroyed, so that it can no longer illuminate and channel, then its danger is removed.

Yu Xia smashed it like this more than a dozen times, until the mirror became pitted and broken, and he couldn't recognize the original appearance, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She naturally didn't want to carry this kind of dirty thing, so she found a place to gather the sun and buried the bronze mirror in the soil.

Purify this thing with the natural righteousness of heaven and earth, and in less than a month, this will be an ordinary broken mirror.

After doing this, Yu Xia saw that it was getting late, so he asked Ma San to drive the ox cart and take him away. By this time, the desolate graves in the countryside were long gone, and the ashes of the coffins were blown away by the evening breeze, leaving no trace.

Not long after they left, a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in black and wearing a bun walked out of the woods.

The Taoist priest was full of weather, with a lock of beautiful hair on his chin, and his eyes were shining, and he didn't look like a good person.

The Taoist priest seems to have come from afar, with wind under his feet and extremely agile movements.

After passing the place where the coffin was burned, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly stopped, his nose kept moving, as if he was discerning something.

"Where's the smell of scorching meat?"

The Taoist priest furrowed his eyebrows, circled around the place a few more times, bent down and held the dirt under his feet to his nose, and sniffed it carefully for a long time.

"It didn't smell like barbecue, it was a spirit. It's a pity ......"

The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, let go of his hand to pat the dirt off his hand, squinted his eyes and observed the situation around him, and then identified one place and walked over there.

When he got to a certain point, he stopped.

But it was the place where Yu Xia deliberately chose to gather the sun before.

The priest lowered his head and touched the dirt under his feet with his toes.

"The color is dark with moisture, it's still fresh soil, and it's very soft, which is just buried."

The Taoist priest nodded, picked up a wooden branch from the side, brushed away the dirt under his feet, and then seemed to touch something, and the movement in the Taoist priest's hand stopped.

He bent down, took out a gossip mirror with a pitted surface from the soil, and wiped the mirror with his sleeve.

"It's all ruined like this, and it's a shame that you can hold back and keep quiet, you evil thing hid in the mirror and deceived the fool just now, but you can't fool me."

The Taoist priest sighed, a slight mockery in his tone.

A faint red light flashed on the surface of the mirror, as if it was trembling.

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that he was beaten and lost his mind and couldn't speak? If that's the case, then you're hopeless, just wait quietly for death! ”

A sneer curled into the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth, and he said threatening words, but there was no trace of murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at the mirror, but with an undisguised look of greed.

The red light flashed in the mirror again, and then a woman's voice floated out.

"I also begged the Taoist to let go of the slave family, the slave family finally managed to save this little life, if the Taoist chief refused to have mercy, the slave family was afraid that the incense would be killed!"

If Yu Xia and Ma San were still here, they would find that this voice was exactly the same as the voice of the coffin spirit before!

The Taoist priest listened to the mirror, and his eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Not only can I spare you, but I can also help you fix this mirror, so that you can reshape your body as soon as possible."

The bronze mirror was silent, as if she was thinking seriously, and after a moment, she asked with a little hesitation:

"It would naturally be great if the Taoist could save the slave family, but is the Taoist really willing to help the slave family?"

The Taoist priest smiled with satisfaction on his face, and then nodded.

"That's natural, I'm a fourth-grade Xuan Master, and you're a monster who was almost killed."

Speaking of this, the Taoist priest's voice changed.

"However, if you want me to help you, there are naturally conditions."

The bronze mirror didn't seem surprised, the red light trembled slightly, and then the female voice rang out again.

"I wonder what the little girl needs to do? As long as the Taoist can restore the little woman to her previous state, the little woman will go to the soup for the Taoist and will not hesitate. ”

The Taoist priest stroked his beard, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with the bronze mirror's knowledge.

In fact, the bronze mirror also has to be interesting, if she doesn't lower her posture and try to meet the requirements of the Taoist priest, such a four-grade mystic master, if she wants to deal with herself who can only hide in the bronze mirror now, it is as light as pinching an ant to death.

The Taoist priest shook his head, "I don't need you to go to the soup for me, I just need you to recognize me as the Lord." ”

The red light of the bronze mirror trembled for a moment, and after two breaths, the female voice replied:

"The slave family should be willing to take you as the master for you to drive."

Tongjing said this, but he was secretly angry in his heart, saying that he didn't need her to go to the soup for him, but he asked her to confess the Lord!

Recognizing the Lord is much more binding than going to the soup and fire.

But the person had to bow his head under the eaves, even if he scolded this Taoist priest in his heart for being a villain who took advantage of people's danger, the woman in the bronze mirror still honestly let go of her defense, and let the Taoist priest take away a wisp of her soul, and was marked by the other party in her soul.

"Well, from now on you will recognize me as Lord, and I have always been generous to my slaves, so you need not worry."

The bronze mirror flashed red, and the woman's voice became more and more flattering.

"From now on, slaves and maids are all driven by their masters."

The middle-aged Taoist laughed, took the bronze mirror into his arms, buried the soil that had just been removed, made it look like it had not been turned over, and then strode away.

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